Why do somethings lie dormant for years and years, then suddenly seem pop up into your world? This happened to me yesterday driving up on the Eastern Prom. I had been motoring thru the city for an hour or so in the snow and was about to head home when some color caught my eye. I inquired of myself. Did I just see that? I backed up, not an easy task in the rutted snowfall. I said to myself my, my, my. Look at this. These three colorful buildings, I had never caught sight of before. Sometimes I see things in the snow that I drive by continuously and not notice. Is it like fog to me, bringing forth those muted colors? Like rain that heightens autumn's foliage and just seems to 'turn up the volume'? Maybe it's just one of those simple mysteries of nature. What gives? Mustard brown, pink, light blue All in a string. Where have you been All of my life?